Liu Yong
It's too late for Changting. At the beginning of the shower, the doors are empty, the party is lingering, and the blue boat is urging. Holding hands and looking at each other, tears swirled in my eyes until there were no words at last, and a thousand words stuck in my throat and I couldn't say it. Thinking of returning to the south this time, this journey is another road. Thousands of miles away, it is misty, and the night sky is a vast night fog.
Emotional parting has existed since ancient times, and it is more comparable. It is also a cold autumn festival. Who knows where I am when I am awake tonight? Fear is just the edge, facing the sad morning wind and the setting sun of the waning moon. This is a long time, people who love each other are not together, and I even expect to be satisfied with the good weather and scenery in name only. There are many kinds of customs, who can say!
Huanxisha
Song Yan Shu
A new song and a glass of wine, the weather was old last year. When will the sunset come back? There is nothing to do, flowers bloom and fall, and it seems familiar that Yan returns. Wandering alone in the small garden, fragrant path.
Jiangchengzi
Su Shi
On the twentieth night of my first month in Mao Yi, I remembered my dream.
Ten years of life and death are two boundless, disapproving and unforgettable. A lonely grave thousands of miles away, desolate and nowhere to talk about. Even if we don't know each other, our faces are dusty and our temples are frosty.
When night came, my dream suddenly came home. Xiao Xuan window, get dressed. Looking after each other without words, only a thousand lines of tears are expected to break the heart every year: moonlit night, short matsuoka.
Endless desire
Nalanxingde
A ride on the mountain, a ride on the water, and a trip to Guan Yu, with thousands of lights at night.
When the wind changes and the snow changes, it is impossible to break the dream of hometown, and there is no such sound in the garden.
Touch the fish
Yuan Haowen
Ask what love is in the world and teach life and death. Flying in all directions, the old wings are hot and cold several times! Happy fun, bitter parting, is a stupid child in school. You should have a sentence: Wan Liyun is misty, and Qian Shan is only for whom!
Cross grave road, flute and drum when lonely, smoke is still flat. What's the point of evocation? Shan Gui wept for the wind and rain. The sky is also jealous. Without peace, birds and swallows are all loess. It lasts for thousands of years, in order to leave it to poets, sing and blow wildly, and visit Yanqiu.